Cryptid, In Jest.

Culprit is a corrective theory designed to detain memory.

Memory is not an agent that deals in smoke.

Smoke is a benign appetizer for the funhouses of hell.

Hell is an opulent locomotive in its sulfuric and fanged plumage.

Plumage is a culture unknown to sand.

Sand is a sinister compound for this landscape of loss.

Loss is something we cultivate in our forest of invisible elms.

Elms who sing in a void whose kin has no culprit.

–Adam O. Davis
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